The Sentinels And not a sound and no one else for miles.

Something in Piper had been pulled toward the beach. Thoughts of her mother spilled through her head, and somehow she had thought that venturing to the beach to collect stones would subdue the guilt and frustration that had made a soup in her gut. Distracting herself was probably a better coping mechanism than trying to kidnap children to fill the void inside her. She figured she could grab a few pretty rocks and whenever she rumbled herself up some god damn courage and quit being such a spineless little shit-

Two figures caught her attention, pulling the girl's gaze upward to a dark male with a little bit of gold around his neck and shoulder area. It reminded her a bit of Tadec. The other was some girl who was looking to strike up a conversation with the guy. Piper paused, squinting towards them with some hesitation. She wasn't sure if she was ready to dive in to interrupt or skirt around, so she tried her best just to look interested at the ground for a moment and not peering through the curtain like a nosy old woman.